This was a good story, with a good point. Literally the only thing I can really think of to complain about is that you say the wall is black marble, but it's not: it's granite from Bangalore, Karnataka, India and it was specifically chosen for the very same reflective qualities which play such a key role in this story.

what a wonderfully executed story. The imagery of the incomplete reflections, my personal favorite, "her form outlinded only in its incomplete form along the black panes, the names interrupting her body, her face as it approached." it's just wonderful. It vaugly reminds me Doctrow mixed with Fitzgerald.